Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 702:

Coyle staggered as if struck, his face draining of color.

His heir—his only son—was destroyed.

It felt like the sky had cracked open and come crashing down.

Briley rushed to his side, catching his arm.

“Dad! Are you alright?”

But Coyle couldn’t answer. Words abandoned him. His lungs refused to draw breath.

There was only the crushing weight of devastation pressing on his chest.

Hours blurred into a sleepless night. At dawn, Sutton finally stirred.

His eyes fluttered open—and then he saw it.

scream. “No—no! It’s gone! They took my leg! They’ll pay for this! I’ll make

his son’s bedside, trembling, tears silently streaking

afraid,” he choked out, gripping his son’s hand. “I’m here. And I swear—I’ll make

the original

father’s arm, desperation turning into

for me! It was Noah!” Sutton’s voice cracked with rage and disbelief. “That bastard—he’s

a punch to

ran cold. His mind

Patrick possibly be Noah? Have you completely lost your senses?”

If it was true…

If Noah had survived…

what they

was already

throat. He

a man drowning, his voice rising

true, Dad! I saw his face! I know it was him! He came after me—he made me like this!”

get revenge for me!” Coyle stared

to dismiss it. Call it